Once upon a time, there was a shoemaker who was cheerful and happy to sing from morning to night. It’s nice to see it working, and even more fun when hearing it sing. Looks like this cobbler is the happiest person in the world.
This cheerful cobbler has neighbors who have the opposite properties. He almost never sang, did not even have enough sleep. This person works as a financial accountant. When the accountant is working and sleep deprived all night, he will sleep until late. The cobbler who often gets up on time will wake him up with a pleasant song. “Ha!” said the wealthy accountant, “It’s a shame if we have wealth but can’t buy ‘sleep’ in the market like we buy food and drinks!” Then an idea appeared in his head. He then invited the cobbler to come to his house, and he asked a question.
“Tell me, sir, what is your income in one year?”
“In one year, more than I know. I never wrote it down. As long as I can meet my daily needs, that’s enough for me.” The cobbler replied with a laugh.
“Is it true?” said the Accountant. “How much can you get a day?”
“Oh, sometimes more, sometimes less. Sometimes there are busy days and sometimes there are quiet days.”
The rich accountant laughed, “Look here, friend. Today I raised your level to a higher level! Here is a hundred pounds (British currency) here. Take good care of it and use it with care.”
When the Cobbler held the heavy money bag in his hand, he imagined that it would take a hundred years to get that kind of money.
When he returned to his home, he buried and hid the money in his basement. It could be said that from that moment on, he also buried his joy because he never sang again. Since he became wealthy, his singing has disappeared, and not only has his song lost, but his sleep has diminished. He is also now becoming agitated, suspicious, and often shocked. Every day he watches his cellar. When a cat makes a fuss at night, he believes that the cat will steal his money.
Finally, in a state of almost despair, the cobbler, now disheveled, ran to the accountant’s house while carrying the bag of money he had given him. “Oh, bring back the joy in my life, my song, my sleep, and take your money back.”
Treasure doesn’t always bring happiness.